An ancient giant tree appears out of thin air between the sky and the sea. It is vigorous and straight, with a lush crown and green light, as big as a mountain. The bark is as hard as iron and glows with a faint cold light, as if it could resist the attack of sharp sword magic soldiers. Each leaf is the size of a PU fan, blooming with gorgeous light, soft and clear, like water waves.
But the tree is upside down in mid air. It is so abrupt and mysterious that it can't see the roots or the land where it takes root.
Although it looks strange at first glance, looking at the surrounding sea areas for dozens of miles, all kinds of boulders, sword peaks, cliffs, mountains and so on appear out of thin air. They are fixed in mid air, and streams drip intermittently out of thin air. It's no wonder to see more.
Yueqing and all of them gathered here to witness Qin Ming's opening of Xianwu battlefield and worry about his safety. After all, this is not the cage left by the God of war, but the cage used by the Xianwu Huangwu to kill the God of war. It can also be said to be a huge refining furnace. No one can tell what energy and danger there are.
This advance of Qin's life may have an organic fate or a crisis.
The Lord of the temple prayed silently for Qin Ming and was looking forward to it. If they could go in and come out smoothly, it would be a great opportunity for Qin Ming. After all, a lot of things left over are Huangwu level or Xianwu level.
"What are you doing one by one? The expression is so heavy that it's time for funeral!"
"Why don't you get some paper money and sprinkle a circle around Qin's life?"
Xiao Zu came out of the fog. His frivolous and beating voice made everyone speechless, but after seeing Xiao Zu's appearance, everyone's expression was wonderful.
Xiaozu didn't know when he retracted into the turtle shell again. He was like a slap sized bastard, standing upright and proudly on Heifeng's head.
Heifeng usually doesn't want others to touch his noble head, but now he is willing to fly over with his little ancestor.
"You... Didn't you throw the turtle shell to me?" Qin Ming looked at Xiao Zu in surprise. When he came out, he could shrink back? Look like a bastard?
"Throw you that is false!"
Qin Ming was depressed: "I haven't seen you for ten years. I'll pit me when I see you. Are you interesting?"
"That's a basaltic shell. It was left after the fall of the last basaltic shell in the era of chaos. The 18th generation kings used it to be their ancestors. I can throw you such a good thing?" Xiao Zu felt that the king's shell was very comfortable for the first time, jumped up and jumped directly on Qin Ming's shoulder. "Stop talking nonsense and hurry."
"What are you doing?"
"Enter the Xianwu battlefield."
"You want to follow?"
"Of course, otherwise what am I doing with this bastard shell?" Xiao Zu poked his head, stretched out his claws and moved his body. He hasn't worn it for a long time and still doesn't adapt to it. It doesn't adapt to the turtle shell, and others don't adapt to it. Just got used to the domineering and fierce appearance of the black dragon. In a twinkling of an eye, it becomes so cute and petite. The appearance of pedaling legs and probes is still a little funny.
"You can go in wearing this bastard shell?"
"It's a basaltic shell!"
"What you just said yourself."
"I can say! Others can't! Our ancestors are the same as Wang Ba! Hurry... Don't linger!" since the crack is the passage left by the God of war, others must not enter, but if he and Qin Ming are 'integrated', will they enter together soon?
Jiang Zhenyu looked at each other with strange expressions.
"Starling! The basaltic shell is not spacious. Can you fill another one?" Yang Fengfeng came over with the seal heaven evil dragon column.
"Starling?" Xiao Zu narrowed his eyes and stared at Yang Fengfeng.
"What starling, no big or small, is called the Dragon Lord!" Heifeng quickly reminded him.
"Yang Fengfeng, I remember you! In my memory, you will be a semi emperor!" Xiao Zu's expression suddenly became very thought-provoking.
"Half emperor? Later! No breakthrough?" Yang Fengfeng thought he would enter the Huangwu realm in the future.
Xiao Zu showed a subtle smile, stared at him for a moment, and said in a long tone: "old... Miserable..."
"Dead?" Yang Fengfeng's pupils widened slightly.
"Isn't it?"
"Who killed it?"
"Me!"
Yang Fengfeng's expression was stiff, and everyone looked at Xiao Zu together.
"Are you kidding?" Qin Ming looked at Xiao Zu.
"The turtle grandson was crazy and wanted to strip my skin to refine my dragon armor. HMM... his courage is commendable."
"Then what?" Yang Fengfeng wanted to know how he died.
Xiao Zu pointed to his white jade belly.
"Did you eat?"
"To be exact, I chewed... Swallowed... Digested..."
Yang Fengfeng's expression was stiff and stiff. Everyone looked at each other. What's this?
"All right, let's not mention the past." Qin Ming quickly interrupted, which combined Yang Fengfeng's style and Xiao Zu's character.
"What is the past, should be the future." Yang Fengfeng's face was not good-looking. It turned out that he was so miserable.
"Hey, hey..." Xiao Zu smiled and licked his mouth at Yang Fengfeng on purpose.
Yang Fengfeng stared at it for a moment: "no wonder I had a little impulse to temper you at the first sight."
Qin ordered eighteen kings from the eternal kingdom.
The statue of the God of war is towering and majestic, towering like a mountain, with a normal left face and a skeleton on the right, representing life and death. The statue blooms with powerful golden light from the inside to the outside, like it is carved with gold. However, there are many bloody lines on the statue, which are all over the body, making it look more heroic and more real and strong murderous.
The soul of the God of war seemed to wake up. The golden light lit up in his left eye socket and the dark fire surged on his right. He looked around. He was full of golden light, surging like a wave, shining the whole sky and sea into gold, and gave everyone a layer of golden Xia clothes.
"God is as like as two peas!" he saw the God of heaven's portrait in the secret record of robbing heaven. He was like this. He never thought he could see him again. Although it is a statue, it is as real as a resurrection.
There was a blood bead hanging from the brow of the God of war, blooming the surging gas of life, and surging the huge gas of life. It was violent and terrible. It was vaguely like that there were all kinds of terrible things to break out from inside, and the blooming gas was pouring into the statue of the God of war.
Tianhuang finally understood why Qin Ming wanted to snatch the immortal martial god's blood at the beautiful event. Others can't use it, but Qin Ming can use it. It is said that this drop of blood condenses not only the blood of the God of war, but also the blood of all Xianwu and Huangwu who participated in the battle in those years. It is precious, but it is extremely overbearing and difficult to melt. If wuhuitian knows, he can't spit blood angrily.
Qin Ming's whole body showed golden patterns and seals, like countless Ancient Runes, each surging with powerful royal power, as if to reflect the way of heaven.
"Let our ancestors experience the legendary Xianwu battlefield!" Xiao Zu suspended in front of Qin Ming, integrated into the powerful and dazzling golden light, and restarted the array that burned out before from the basaltic shell. In an instant, the surging golden light poured into the basaltic armour like a tide, accompanied by a violent roar, deafening and buzzing in the sky and sea. The golden light condensed into a golden chain, one end into the golden heart and the other end into the basaltic armour, and formed a dense and staggered chain seal inside, thousands of which completely wrapped the black dragon.
Qin's life fell on the shoulders of the God of war who killed heaven and walked towards the huge ancient tree. He was covered with gold and ran around like lightning. All kinds of Royal runes surged between flesh and blood, and roared between heaven and earth. The blood light of the immortal martial god in the eyebrow of the sky killing God of war became stronger, almost blended with the golden light in the sky, and approved a layer of blood colored war clothes on the sky killing God of war.
After more than 600 years of calm, the first day finally waves, ups and downs and turbulent diffusion at this moment. This is not a local wave, but a collective turbulence of hundreds of miles. It also shocked the vortex energy around all the cracks soon. In an instant, hundreds of miles of ocean roared, tens of thousands of violent vortices took shape, rolled up huge waves, and formed a vortex rising into the sky, sweeping like a hurricane and hitting the nearby cracks.
The sea emperor had no control and allowed the sea area to fall into a violent storm.